The crowd laughed heartily and after a bit of teasing, the incident was soon forgotten.
When the drum sounded for the second time, this time, the flower ball ended up in Wen Qianqian's hands.
Unfortunately, before Wen Qianqian could reveal her secret, her phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at the caller ID and casually placed the embroidered ball in Zhou Zimu's arms before walking away to answer the call.
Some people complained discontentedly, "Isn't this cheating? Avoiding it under the pretext of a phone call?"
Seeing this, the host quickly stood up and said to Zhou Zimu, "Since your girlfriend is occupied, for fairness, you should take her place. What do you think?"
Zhou Zimu clearly hadn't expected this task to fall on him.
He looked back at Wen Qianqian, who was still far away on the phone, saw she wasn't coming back any time soon, and agreed.
He lowered his gaze, thought for a moment, and then spoke in a calm tone, "I don't love her."
"Who?" the host asked, puzzled.
